I am feeling under the weather, but my daily exercise has been a swim in the ocean, so today I took no day off from that. It's been helping my health.

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Today the sky is grey. The sand on the beach is reflecting the grey sky back at it, giving the illusion of walking on a sparkling endless vista that wanders off at 30 degree downward angles to me in whatever direction I look.

The breeze is whipping in light grey little frothy waves that land on my toes just barely before evanescing into the sand dollar breathing holes.

At low tide, all my patterns are there.

I'm walking by placing my heel on the ground and rolling my foot forward. I feel at one with nature, and when that happens, the Native American in me comes out. Hence the rolling foot.

It starts raining. Beautiful grey drops fall from a blue grey sky the color of my eyes. Somehow when the grey comes here, it is still backdropped by blue. You can FEEL it.

The water is warm. I wade lightly out into the water and allow the gentle undulation of shore-bound water to wash me out to sea and back again. The water is far warmer than the breeze or the rain. I stand up, walk to the edge of the shallow part, and jump in. Feels comfortable and I swim laps for a bit. Cozy, sweet. Light and clear enough that when I put my head under, I can see clearly for meters and meters, without goggles.

I swim round under the surface for a while, enjoying the beautiful sway of a rolling tidal shelf of pearly shells and bits of rock.

I return to the surface and find myself pointed out to sea. I hadn't realized.

While I am under the surface watching the ocean, the breeze has gone. We are left with only the ocean swells, gently swaying a shining steely blue in mock of the sky, and the soft, sparkling shatter of thousands of perfect cirles of water falling to join up with the ocean.

My breath is taken away. I am so exhilerated that I feel the sudden urge to lie back, and laugh. So I do.

I float on my back and allow the rain to fall on my body and face. I laugh again and climb out to go back to it.

Also, since you are swimming in that sting-infested ocean, I was thinking. If you get stung again so that you can't tell where the sting is, you could just soak in a bathtub full of pee. You might need to collect pee from your neighbors to accomplish it, but I bet it would work. Just an idea. You can tell me to shut up any time.